Rememberance

I hear a voice.
Familiar to only my ears.
A moan a shout..of merciless crying.
I cover my ears to hope and drown it out.
I cannot stand to listen to it.
I can only take so much before I start to cry myself.
It's a cry from the past something I wish to forget.
My ears start to bleed as it grows to loudly.
What is this torture I must endure?
A life so alone with dread and fears.